Even if you do not come from a Christian background, the storied lines like, “Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth” are well-known.
In working with one of my spiritual teachers, I was recently challenge to write a set of my own Beatitudes as a poem, celebrating everything, everyone, and every value that I have come to hold dear in my own spiritual journey.
Blessed are the rebels, for in this world they change the tides.
Blessed are the dancers, for the joy of movement connects to the Divine.
Blessed are the free-thinkers, for in the pain lashed by scorn, they encounter God.
Blessed are the artists, for the beauty they create from torture enlivens the world.
Blessed are the poets, who make move with words, spreading love in a way that
numbers never can.
Blessed are the yogis, who recognize that true flexibility is a quality that not only exists in the physical body.
Blessed are the misfits, for they manifest the essence that is worth remembering.
Blessed are the painters, for they color the world with their uniqueness.
Blessed are those who spread joy, for their smiles, born in strife, are changing the world.
If you are so inspired, I invite you to write your own version of this poem. What is it that you hold dear? What parts of yourself do you cherish in a blessed, sacred way, and what results from that reverence? If you are so inclined, share your personal beatitude with us in the comments!